Death to those who
are self loving and bitter
and wish to be alone.
Alone is to die alone,
As I lay here waiting for sleep to take me I hear a sound
The sound of glass shattering, confused am I
Struck with fear of dying I begin crying
Then I see a dark figure standing in my room
As I fall into the abyss,
I close my eyes and ask myself, 'Am I gonna die? '
Falling, I am falling
I hear someone calling,
Lost am I in a haze of mist. I can't see, blinded am I. Help, won't someone help me? A single tear slides down my face as I realize this might be the end. Then I see you, clad in all black and eyes outline with black, my gothic knight in shining armour. You approach me with a bloody smile on your face for you have slain my pursuers. I walk towards you, without caution for I trust you. But something seems amiss. Something is wrong, but what? Now we are face to face, hardly any space between you and I.
Time is ticking away
So fast, too fast
Time is running by even as I stand still
Time stops as I think of him
As a storm brews an angel waits. Unknown to her, she has a sad fate. He was to come for her, but come for her he has not. She's waited for what feels like an eternity. Is he coming? As her wait goes on she feels she's been wronged. 'Was this a failure? My attempt to find love?
Wide eyes search the atmosphere around their dwelling. Black shadows twitch in the rise of the home's bright gigantic star. Whispers are spread by the chilling breeze.